The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-07-23

course of search after missing jap
AIMED tray.
"Ahm said Miss Minerva, ''novels,
eh In my kitchen Not if know it!'
And she carried ''Clarissa" up to her
brothers survey without loss of time.
'Just see here, David, if you please, /"
said she, quivering all over with right
eous indignation. "And that English
girl too, who came so highly recommend
ed, hiding novels away in your kitchenl
What is this world coming too"
Doctor Dorr glanced up from his
writing with smile.
why" said he, 81 suppose house
maids like to read as well as other peo-
pie"
Like" repeated Miss Minerva, "a sill
ly novel like thisl"
IAN old English classic, Minerva"
| gently corrected her brother. ''Not
that it is my style of reading, but see
no harm in it,
II shall talk to Bctsey when she gets
back with the yeast" said Miss Dorr
rigidly, '1n the meantime you will
please keep the book here"
Miss Dorr descended once more into
the subterranean regions, determined to
see the thing through
Doctor Dorr took up the book and
slowly turned the leaves over.
"Hellow he said to himself, there's
two leaves pasted together, with some
thing between themp
He separated the sealed leaves deity
with his ivory paper cutter.
A letter lay there, directed in deli
cate woman's handwriting, to Doctor
David Dorr."
He opened it, with strange, giddy
feeling in his head.
1t was letter that Lois Verncy had
written to him five years aeo-the letter
that said, so innocently, so frankly:
al love you will be your wife.
Major Verney had put the letter there.
1t required more moral courage than he
possessed to destroy it out and out; so
he had compromised matters by hiding
it between the leaves of ''Clarissa Har-
lowe"-a book which nobody cared to
read in this generation. And Major
Verney had died and made no signl
Doctor Dorr rose up hurriedly. He
could guess how it all was. His heart
leaped joyfully in his breast; all the
world seemed couleur de rose to him.
He took the letter in his hand and car
ried it straightway to the little old house
in Pendragon street.
Lois was at the window, watering her
geraniums. She herself admitted him
with grave, inquiring face.
'Lois-my little Loisp'
David !"
The old words came back to their lips
as if all the past five years were blotted
out. He took her in his arms and she
let her head fall on his shoulder
"Look lover he said, holding up the
letter. II have never seen it until to-
day. found it hidden away with the
seal unbroken, between the leaves Of
your uncle's old 'Clarissa Harlowcrn
ooh, Davidl Then you never
knew"
THAT you had accepted me2 Not
until this hour, Lois. Oh, my darling,
my sweetheart what must you have
thoughtp
Her head dropped; the bright drops
sparkled into her eyes.
81 thought" she whispered. "that
life was very hard. Butt don't think
so now. can understand it all Uncle
Yerney never liked you. He wanted me
to marry old Walker. But he is dead
now. Wen forget it all, Dayid--won't
we2'
For your sake, darhng--yes!"
And in the general tidal wave of hap
piness no one once thought OF Betsey Ro-
per, crying her eyes out behind the big
kitchen towel in DR.. DORIS kitchen.
Il never had no chance to read 'un
before" said she. "And now 'un's
gone. Au' doan't know what Uncle
Ezra, in Yorrukshire, viii say when he
hears how 'un disappeared"
But Betscy was not discharged. DR..